Tom Sawyer Discovers The Murderers

WELL, that was a hard month on us all. Poor Benny, she kept
up the best she could, and me and Tom tried to keep things
cheerful there at the house, but it kind of went for nothing,
as you may say. It was the same up at the jail. We went up
every day to see the old people, but it was awful dreary,
because the old man warn't sleeping much, and was walking
in his sleep considerable and so he got to looking fagged
and miserable, and his mind got shaky, and we all got
afraid his troubles would break him down and kill him.
And whenever we tried to persuade him to feel cheerfuler,
he only shook his head and said if we only knowed what it
was to carry around a murderer's load in your heart we
wouldn't talk that way. Tom and all of us kept telling
him it WASN'T murder, but just accidental killing!
but it never made any difference--it was murder, and he
wouldn't have it any other way. He actu'ly begun to come
out plain and square towards trial time and acknowledge
that he TRIED to kill the man. Why, that was awful,
you know. It made things seem fifty times as dreadful,
and there warn't no more comfort for Aunt Sally and Benny.
But he promised he wouldn't say a word about his murder
when others was around, and we was glad of that.

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Tom Sawyer racked the head off of himself all that month
trying to plan some way out for Uncle Silas, and many's
the night he kept me up 'most all night with this kind
of tiresome work, but he couldn't seem to get on the right
track no way. As for me, I reckoned a body might as well
give it up, it all looked so blue and I was so downhearted;
but he wouldn't. He stuck to the business right along,
and went on planning and thinking and ransacking his head.

So at last the trial come on, towards the middle of October,
and we was all in the court. The place was jammed,
of course. Poor old Uncle Silas, he looked more like a dead
person than a live one, his eyes was so hollow and he
looked so thin and so mournful. Benny she set on one side
of him and Aunt Sally on the other, and they had veils on,
and was full of trouble. But Tom he set by our lawyer,
and had his finger in everywheres, of course. The lawyer
let him, and the judge let him. He 'most took the business
out of the lawyer's hands sometimes; which was well enough,
because that was only a mud-turtle of a back-settlement
lawyer and didn't know enough to come in when it rains,
as the saying is.

They swore in the jury, and then the lawyer for the
prostitution got up and begun. He made a terrible speech
against the old man, that made him moan and groan,
and made Benny and Aunt Sally cry. The way HE told
about the murder kind of knocked us all stupid it was
so different from the old man's tale. He said he was
going to prove that Uncle Silas was SEEN to kill Jubiter
Dunlap by two good witnesses, and done it deliberate,
and SAID he was going to kill him the very minute he
hit him with the club; and they seen him hide Jubiter
in the bushes, and they seen that Jubiter was stone-dead.
And said Uncle Silas come later and lugged Jubiter down
into the tobacker field, and two men seen him do it.
And said Uncle Silas turned out, away in the night,
and buried Jubiter, and a man seen him at it.